Fear...
Fear is the force that puts anger in play... Manifesting as all kinds of pain... Hurt underneath gives birth to more hurt... Fear recycled again and again... Patterns reacting that don’t know themselves... Fear is... More »
Fear is the force that puts anger in play... Manifesting as all kinds of pain... Hurt underneath gives birth to more hurt... Fear recycled again and again... Patterns reacting that don’t know themselves... Fear is... More »
Remember what it was at first, That brought you both to love... Remember and start over, Let go of the past and make up... Remember to love with honesty, And listen with an open heart,... More »
TURNING STORIES UPSIDE DOWN ...(part one) the last few weeks of inquiry were at times very difficult for me...it required of me to look outside of my own little bubble of bliss, and open to... More »
step into a different world... another way of Being... allowing; knowing; time and space... unlimited ways of seeing... a freer way...a dance into... not fixed solidity... moving now in time and space... a new reality...... More »
tears keep falling...like the rain... wash away...suffering and pain... feel within your depth of being... understanding...into healing... joy of life...within that pain... bring on the wondrous... cleansing rain... touching now...defining hearts... knowing...never...will we part... compassion... More »
Little Buddha: Papa, why did Buddha leave his home and family and go sit underneath a tree? Papa: he was searching for truth my son... Little Buddha: and did he find it? Papa: why yes... More »
Jasmine: Mommie...where do i come from? Mommie: Jasmine...you don't exist...you are just an illusion...a thought in the mind of God...a dream... Jasmine: but Mommie...i have a body...i can speak and think and run and play...and... More »
what more can be said of awareness... through its own eye it sees... it breathed into existence... the awe of you and me... it longed within its heart of hearts... itself to know and see...... More »
with the heart of a child i trusted... so innocent and pure... awareness thus is molded... into something sure... a playful imagination... wistful, sassy, carefree... heart's tender ribbon...weaving... an identity called me... sheltered from reality...... More »
my heart goes out to you my friend... i know that you're in pain... so much that you don't understand... your courage is not in vain... you'll rise above this suffering... experiencing your brilliant light...... More »